Dave Darrin's First Year at Annapolis Part 40

"Perhaps it isn't meekness," returned Darrin, wheeling and looking at his chum.

"If it isn't meekness, then what is it? And, Dave, you used to be the hothead, the living firebrand of d.i.c.k & Co.!"

"Danny boy, if hazing has lived nearly seventy years at Annapolis, then it's because hazing is a good thing for the seedling Naval officer. I believe in hazing. I believe in being forced to respect and obey my elders. I believe in a fellow having every grain of conceit driven out of him by heroic measures. And that's hazing--long may the practice live and flouris.h.!.+"

"Why, what good is hazing doing you?" insisted Dalzell.

"It's teaching me how to submit and to obey, and how to forget my own vanity, before I am put in command of other men later on.

Danny boy, do you suppose it has cost me no effort to keep my hands at my trousers-seams when I wanted to throw my fists out in front of me? Do you imagine I have just tamely submitted to a lot of abuse because my spirit was broken? Danny, I'm trying to train my spirit, instead of letting it boss me! Many and many a time, when the youngsters have started to guy me unmercifully I've fairly ached to jump in and thrash 'em all. But, instead, I've tried to conquer myself!"

"I reckon you're the same old Dave--improved," murmured Mids.h.i.+pman Dalzell, holding out his hand.

CHAPTER XXIII

THE SPECTRE AT THE FIGHT PARTY

"On your head, mister. Now, let us have paragraph number four, with tragic, blank-verse effect."

That was Jennison's command

Brooks manifested a fondness for paragraph number one, to the air of "Yankee Doodle."

Others dropped in on Dave, after release at 9.30, evenings, and called for other paragraph rendered in various ways. He was also overhauled, out of doors, in the brief recreation period after dinner, and made to do various stunts with the unfortunate paragraphs from the "Bazoo."

By the time the first week of this was over Dave Darrin wished most heartily that Mr. Pollock had never founded the Gridley "Blade."

It is rare that second cla.s.s men take any part in hazing; it is almost unheard of for a first cla.s.s man to take any really active part in running a plebe.

Mids.h.i.+pman Henley, first cla.s.s, proved an exception to this rule.

Regularly, once a day, he met Darrin and ordered him to sing paragraph number one to the tune of "Yankee Doodle."

If Dave resented any part of the torment, he was especially annoyed by Henley's unusual conduct.

Naval needs brought a strange revenge.

Reports had reached the Navy Department from commanders of wars.h.i.+ps in commission that many of the graduates of the Naval Academy serving with the fleets did not possess sufficient knowledge of the command of boat crews.

In the past first cla.s.s men had not been bothered with rowing drills, which they were supposed to have thoroughly mastered earlier in their course.

Acting on word from the Navy Department the superintendent of the Naval Academy had the first cla.s.s men ordered out for rowing drills. All who showed sufficient skill were released from such drills. The others were sent to drill with the fourth cla.s.s men.

Four of Dave's boat crew of fourth cla.s.s men were transferred to another crew, their places being taken by four first cla.s.s men who had been found sadly deficient in rowing drill.

"Will one of the first cla.s.s men serve as crew captain, sir?"

asked Darrin.

"Certainly not," replied Lieutenant Edgecombe. "You will still keep command of your crew, Mr. Darrin. And you will be expected to see that these first cla.s.s men are most thoroughly grounded in the boat drill. Do no spare any of them in the least because they are upper cla.s.s men."

"Very good, sir," Darrin answered, saluting.

Mids.h.i.+pman Henley was one of the four a.s.signed to Dave's crew.

There was a deep scowl on Henley's face when he reported for the first boat drill under a plebe crew captain.

As the boat was pushed off, after the crew had embarked, Darrin was alert only to his duty as the man in charge of the boat.

Before the boat had gone a hundred yard Dave called crisply:

"Number four, handle your oar with more energy and precision!

"Don't get too stiff, mister," growled Mids.h.i.+pman Henley.

Darrin returned the black look coolly.

"Number four, when addressing the crew captain, you will employ the word, 'sir.' And you will pay strict attention to criticisms of your work."

"Beats all how these plebes think they're men!" growled Mr. Henley disgustedly, without looking at Dave.

"No talking in the crew," called Dave

Henley subsided, for he had been trained to habits of obedience.

Had the man in command been a member of his own cla.s.s there would have been no trouble whatever, but Henley resented being at the orders of a fourth cla.s.s man.

"Number four, you are lounging," rebuked Darrin quietly, but firmly.

"Correct your deportment, sir."

Dave gazed so steadily at Mids.h.i.+pman Henley that the latter, though he colored, took a more seamanlike att.i.tude for a while. Bitter thoughts, however, were seething in the mind of this first cla.s.s man. After a few minutes Henley again struck his improper att.i.tude.

"Mr. Henley, upon your return put yourself on the report for taking an unseamanlike att.i.tude after having been once corrected," directed Dave, in a businesslike tone.

The hot blood leaped to Henley's face and temples. He opened his mouth, intent upon making a stinging retort.

But Dave was glancing at him so coolly, compellingly, that the older mids.h.i.+pman now realized that he had gone as far as was safe.

During the rest of the drill Mr. Henley performed his work well enough to escape further rebuke.

When the crew was dismissed, however, Henley wore a blacker look than ever as he stalked along to the office of the officer in charge.

Here Henley picked up one of the report blanks, filled it out as briefly as possible, an signed his name, next turning in the report.

Immediately after supper that night, and before the signal sent the mids.h.i.+pmen to their studies, Henley stepped up to Dave.

"Mister, I want a word in private with you."